Agatha's Pet

I chased after Agatha begging for her to stay. Of course, I messed up and made her mad again. I accidentally brought up a rumor that I heard. I didn't believe it, but I had to be sure... Be sure she didn't actually Sacrifice her son for the DarkHold.

"Get away from me pet!" Agatha snarled as she walked out of the house, using her powers to slam the door and keep it shut.

I visibly flinched at the clear disgust in her tone. After all this time being called Pet never stung. It was always something I held close to me. But the clear disgust made everything in me shrink.

"Agatha please! I don't believe it! I know you wouldn't. Don't leave me!" I screamed through the door, trying to open it but it was pointless.

Slam! Slam! Slam!

"Aggie, please! Please don't leave me!" Tears streamed down my face. Losing her was the worst thing ever. I can't, I c-

A scream of anguish ripped from me as I kept trying to get out of the house. More and more I felt like a trapped animal.

But that's what I am to her... An animal. A pet! And now she's gone. And I'm just another abandoned pet.

While, yes, Agatha is a very powerful witch, I am a better fighter than her. I had to fight my whole life, and just because I become a mindless pet person around her doesn't mean I can't protect myself or her.

When we are somewhere she has to keep her magic on hush hush, she will grab the back of my neck and whisper in my ear. Get them. Never one to disappoint, I handle the situation.

It's such a stupid insecurity. That's an actual pet. Calling another person's pet a good girl/boy is normal.

This whole blog is only for Agatha Harkness! I was inspired by that Harvey Spector account. I'll see if I can link the account!

I'm not the best at writing but I will try!!